"Camille! Look who I found along the way," Giovanni said loudly in a voice that sounded like he was going through puberty.Camille waved at her friends...and they all found a nice quiet spot outside to drink coffee. Gene listened to them as they chatted about class, family and other miscellaneous things. He noticed Camille's pretty brown eyes focused on Giovanni. Giovanni however had his sights on Marissa. They laughed and shared a very intelligent conversation over poetry and writing. Camille. The pair sobbed as they were sexually assaulted for hours their wombs repeatedly filling with semen. Finally the twenty initial students had been satisfied and left them. Unfortunately word had spread and others had gathered and a group of men in their seventies or older fucked the pair. Two days went by as the pair was constantly fucked in all of their holes. The pair were finally left alone and gathering their strength managed to make their way home where they showered and crawled into bed. “Boris Baxter, what an interesting name. What do you say, Boris? Your wife appears to be a no-show, and my husband does this all the time. It looks like we’ve both been stood up by our dates; should we have dinner together?” The young hostess looked awkwardly from one of us to the other, visibly embarrassed that she’d mistakenly assumed this woman was my wife. Natasha went on; “I think maybe it was kismet that we meet, Boris, just blind luck; have dinner with me and I can almost promise that. If I hadn't been in a hurry with Bobby I was much less so now withChuck, and took my time as I lovingly slurped on his member. He groanedthe moment my lips touched him and I did what I could to keep him fromcoming too soon. But after studiously resisting Grace's attentions forso long he couldn't help but give in to my superior cocksuckingabilities, and far too soon for me he was blasting his cum into mywaiting mouth. I didn't pull it out for everyone to see either; but kept it right thereuntil.